Tool – Fear Inoculum

After 13 years of waiting Tool, the enigmatic and influential, progressive hard rock band relised its new album “Fear Inoculum,” and you can listen to it on Spotify and iTunes. Finally, Maynard James Keenan – vocal, Danny Carey – drums, Adam Jones – guitar, and Justin Chancellor – bass decided to make new album (and the rest of their catalog), available on streaming services. Their longest-ever album, 87 minutes of spectacularly intense and complex music, will not disappoint. Have fun.

Fear Inoculum Lirycs

Fear Inoculum

ImmunityLong overdueContagionI exhale youNaiveI opened up to youVenom in mania

Now, contagionI exhale you

The deceiver says, he saysYou belong to meYou don’t wanna breathe the light of the othersFear the lightFear the breathFear the others for eternityBut I hear them now inhale the clarityHear the venom, the venom inWhat you say inoculated

Bless this immunityBless this immunityBless this immunity

Exhale, expelRecast my taleRead my allegorical elegy

EnumerateAll that I’m to doCalculating steps away from youMy ownMitosisGrowing throughDelusion from mania

Exhale, expelRecast my taleWeave my allegorical elegy

ForfeitAll controlYou poisonYou spectacle

Exorcise the spectacleExorcise the maladyExorcise the disparatePoison for eternityPurge me and evacuateThe venom and the fear that binds me

Unveil nowLift awayI see youRunning

DeceiverChased awayA long timeComing

Pneuma

We are spirit bound to this fleshWe go round one foot nailed downBut bound to reach out and beyond this fleshBecome Pneuma

We are will and wonderBound to recall, rememberWe are born of one breath, one wordWe are all one spark, sun becoming

Child, wake upChild, release the lightWake up nowChild, wake upChild, release the lightWake up now, child(Spirit)(Spirit)(Spirit)(Spirit)Bound to this fleshThis guise, this maskThis dream

Wake up rememberWe are born of one breath, one wordWe are all one spark, sun becoming

PneumaReach out and beyondWake up rememberWe are born of one breath, one wordWe are all one spark, eyes full of wonder

Invincible

Long in tooth and soulLonging for another winLurch into the frayWeapon out and belly in

Tears in my eyes Chasing Ponce de Leon’s phantom Soul filled with hopeI can taste mythical fountainsFalse hope, perhapsBut the truth never got in my wayBefore now, feel the stingFeeling time bearing down

Tears in my eyes Chasing Ponce de Leon’s phantom Soul filled with hopeI can taste mythical fountainsFalse hope, perhapsBut the truth never got in my wayBefore now, feel the stingFeeling time bearing down

False hope, perhapsBut the truth never got in my wayBefore now, feel the stingFeeling time bearing down

Bearing down

Descending

Free fall through our midnightThis epilogue of our own fableHeedless in our slumberFloating nescient weFree fall through this boundlessnessThis madnessOf our own making

Falling isn’t flyingFloating isn’t infinite

Come, our end, suddenlyAll hail our lethargyConcede suddenly

To the quickened dissolutionPray we mitigate the ruinCalling all to arms and order

Drifting through this boundlessnessThis madness of our own making

Sound our dire reveilleRouse all from our apathyLest weCease to be

Stir us from ourWanton slumber Mitigate our ruinCall us all to arms and order

Sound the dread alarmThrough our primal bodySound the reveilleTo be or not to beRiseStay the grand finaleStay the reading of our swan song and epilogueOne drive to stay aliveIt’s elementaryMuster every fiberMobilizeStay alive

Stir us from ourWanton slumberMitigate our ruinCall us all to arms and order

Culling Voices

Heated altercations we’ve never hadso I’m toldYet guided by them allEvery single one

PsychopathyMisleading me over and over and over|

Judge, condemn and banish any and everyoneWithout evidenceOnly the whispers from within

PsychopathyMisleading me over and overPsychopathyMisleading me over and over and over

Don’t you dare point that at meDon’t you dare point that at me

Don’t you dare point that at

Don’t you dareDon’t you dareDon’t you dare point thatDon’t you dareDon’t you dareDon’t you dare point that at

7empest

Heat lighting flash, but don’t blinkMisleadingTranquility ruseYou’re gonna happen againThat’s what I thinkFollow the evidenceLook it dead in the eyeYou are darknessTrying to lull us in, before the havoc beginsInto a dubious state of serenityActing all surprised when you’re caught in the lie

We know betterIt’s not unlike youIt’s not unlike youWe know your natureBlame it all on the bastards when you’re blowing outShame on youShame on you, nowNo amount of wind could to begin to cover up your petulant stench and demeanorCalm as cookies and cream, so it seemsWe’re not buying your dubious state of serenityActing all surprised when you’re caught in the lie

Calm before the torrent comesCalm before the torrent comesCalm before the torrent comesCalm before the tempest comes to reign all over

Disputing intentions invite devastationA tempest must be true to its natureA tempest must be just thatA tempest must be just thatA tempest must be just thatA tempest must be just thatA tempest must be just thatA tempest must be just thatA tempest must be just thatA tempest must be just that

Control, your delusionInsane and striking at randomVictim of your certaintyAnd therefore your doubt’s not an optionBlameless, the tempest must will be just thatSo try as you may, feeble, your attempt to atoneYour words to erase all the damage cannot

A tempest must be just thatA tempest must be just thatA tempest must be just thatA tempest must be just that

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